She wanted to return his gaze but focused intently on a spot next to and above the brick fireplace, as her music teachers had always taught her to do instead of looking directly at the audience. They vanished through the doorway. I HAD to. ’ Melusine sank against the wall of the corridor, closing her eyes. He was looking pale and ill. ‘Possibly,’ he said. It was the last thing she felt like drinking.
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